Her naiveté and simple-minded approach to this situation made her even more sexy in Harry's eyes. Harry was staring holes in her shirt trying to imag...ne what her breasts looked like un covered.Just then he watched her wipe her hands on a towel, cross her arms at the base of her shirt and slowly lift the light blue tennis shirt up and over her breasts. The shirt clung tightly to each one so when she pulled the hem over them, they were lifted up, then fell down ending in a jiggle. She tossed the. She tossed a blonde wig and a purple lace set of lingerie. After I put everything on, I stepped back into the living room a little awkwardly to see A in a matching set to mine but in blue, J was wearing a black corset and fishnet stockings (she's a perfect curvy MILF normally (both A and J are about 20 years older then me) but seeing her in a corset got me going instantly). She ordered me to lay down on my back and A to straddle me so I could suck his dick. As I did so I glanced up and saw him. There was another game going on today, one with different players and different opponents, but some things remained the same. Youthful enthusiasm, dedication, drive, determination, the hunger to win… it was all still there, out on the field and in the stands. I stopped down by the end zone and leaned over the waist-high fence that surrounded the football field. This was the same exact field I’d spent four years on as QB. I looked over at my high school team, in a huddle, and had to grin. The. "Right. As if I could go anywhere bound as I was.Tearing eyes watched his form walk out of the room and on their return trip across the room caught sight of my reflection in the mirror. Jesus Fucking Christ was I ever something to see!Black leather straps all over me. My hanging hair did little to hide the straps cutting into and separating my bloated boobies. The supporting waist strap looked like it was severing me. The thinner straps going between my legs held my puffy pussy lips wide apart.